a good chance I might have heard of the woman,” Elizabeth informed her. 

“You know nothing about sewing or needlework!” her daughter re-informed her. 

“I know a hell of a lot more than you think, you little smartass!”  The lady slapped her own hand down upon the table with a resounding THWACK!!, and she could see a hesitant look overcome her daughter, almost as if she had just remembered something… 

“Oh…” Julianna slowly began to reply, “is that why you’ve been working Molly’s loom at night, instead of Molly herself?”  Elizabeth was instantly taken aback.  She literally did not know how to reply.  She knows!&nb...

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